Wielding a katana, An Pei Jin Si faced Zhao Rong, who held the Dharma Sword, and shouted arrogantly, "You Chinese dare to block an Islander’s path? Watch slice you to pieces today!"
With that, An Pei Jin Si charged forward, katana in hand. Facing the oncoming Islander, Zhao Rong remained perfectly calm. He suddenly felt that using the Dharma Sword on this man would be like using an ox-cleaver to kill a chicken. So, Zhao Rong sheathed his Dharma Sword. He abruptly sank into a horse stance, gathered energy in his Dantian, and thrust both hands forward, shouting, "Pushing Hands to Lift Clothes!"
When the Islander saw the little security guard across from him not only stand his ground but also sheathe his sword, he was overjoyed. My katana cuts through iron like mud! You Chinese, go die!
However, before he could finish the thought, a powerful gust of wind slamd into him. In an instant, the well-dressed Islander was stripped of everything but a loincloth. He stood there, stunned. Grinding his teeth in anger, he clutched his private parts and roared, "You! What kind of dirty trick did you use to blow my clothes off?"
Seeing the Islander’s arrogant deanor, Zhao Rong grew furious. "Damn it, I was going to leave you a scrap of cloth for your modesty. But since you’re so damn cocky, you might as well run around stark naked."
As he spoke, Zhao Rong pushed out with his palms again, sending another gust of wind hurtling toward the Islander. Just like that, the man who had only a mont ago been covered by a loincloth was now completely naked.
When Zhao Rong saw that the Islander’s manhood was smaller than an earthworm, he couldn’t help but burst out laughing. "Damn, I’ve seen small before, but never this small! You’re a disgrace to your ancestors!"
Just then, Xuelian bolted out of the bathhouse, yelling, "Brother Zhao Rong, the won’s bathhouse is haunted! What took you so long?"
Seeing her rush out, Zhao Rong quickly pulled her behind him for protection. "Xuelian, what are you talking about, ghosts in broad daylight? It was a peeping tom. He sprinkled a hallucinogenic drug in the won’s bathhouse."
He pointed at the Islander across from them. "It was this little earthworm. He took advantage of the dormitory blackout to sprinkle a hallucinogenic drug on you girls while you were in the public bathhouse. That’s what kept you trapped in there."
Hearing this, Xuelian was utterly stunned. She looked at the naked Islander and gasped in shock. "Brother Zhao Rong, you don’t an it’s him, do you? His thing is smaller than an earthworm. Even if he had ideas about us, his little earthworm would be of no use at all."
Hearing Xuelian’s insult, the Islander flew into an uncontrollable rage. "You bitch, how dare you insult ?! I, An Pei Jin Si, ca to the won’s bathhouse to use a ti-stop on you all so I could have so fun! I never expected to run into this Chinese guy and have him ruin all my plans! My dream was so close!"
Hearing his disgusting and perverted dream, Xuelian cursed him angrily, "You Islanders are completely shaless! I hope the ice caps lt, drown all of you, and send you to the bottom of the sea to feed the fish!"
Zhao Rong took a step forward and pointed at An Pei Jin Si. "If you know what’s good for you, you’ll co with to the police station right now. If you want to do this the hard way, then don’t bla for being impolite."
Hearing the little security guard actually threaten to take him to the police station, An Pei Jin Si let out a great, booming laugh. "Take to the police station? In your dreams! I’ll kill both of you Chinese first!"
With that, the naked Islander, brandishing his katana, charged at Zhao Rong and Xuelian.
Seeing the blade in his hand, Xuelian cried out in terror, "Brother Zhao Rong, he’s a killer! We have to run!"
Facing the vicious man, Zhao Rong stood his ground in front of Xuelian and smiled faintly. "Dealing with this kind of Islander is easy."
As he spoke, he casually reached into a nearby trash can, picked up a banana peel, and tossed it right in the Islander’s path.
The Islander’s eyes were bloodshot as he stared down Zhao Rong and Xuelian. You two Chinese are dead!
But before he could finish his thought, his foot landed on sothing slick. He slipped violently and fell flat on his back, his limbs flailing.
Seeing the man who had been so high and mighty a mont ago now sprawled out so pathetically, Xuelian roared with laughter. She gave Zhao Rong a thumbs-up and said, "Brother Zhao Rong, you’re incredible! You took down a vicious villain with a single banana peel!"
The Islander scrambled up from the ground, fuming. Damn it! You think a banana peel can stop ? You Chinese really underestimate us Islanders!
Just as the Islander got to his feet, ready to charge at them again, Zhao Rong casually pulled a durian from the sa trash can. He adopted a batter’s stance and said to Xuelian, "You know, back in school, I was the ace pitcher on the baseball team. Every pitch I threw was fast and deadly accurate."
Xuelian’s eyes widened. "Brother Zhao Rong, where are you going to throw that durian?"
"Where else?" Zhao Rong said with grim determination. "Right at the Islander’s little guy."
Xuelian sucked in a sharp breath and swallowed hard. "Brother Zhao Rong, that’s brutal..."
As Zhao Rong took aim, he muttered, "Sotis, a man has to be ruthless."
At that mont, the charging Islander was sneering. You Chinese, taste my blade and die!
But before he could finish his words, Zhao Rong’s durian smashed squarely into his crotch.
A bloodcurdling scream tore from the Islander’s throat, and he collapsed to the ground, howling in agony.
Xuelian watched him writhing on the ground and wiped a bead of cold sweat from her forehead. "Brother Zhao Rong, I think your durian just smashed his little earthworm into tadpoles."
Zhao Rong chuckled. "Not only are his little tadpoles gone, but his little eggs underneath are smashed to bits, too."
Seeing how rciless Zhao Rong was with his enemies, Xuelian couldn’t help but feel a surge of admiration. As the saying goes, "Fine wine for friends, a shotgun for wolves." Brother Zhao Rong is exactly that kind of man—he knows who to love and who to hate, and he despises evil with a passion. What a good man.
Using his last ounce of strength, the Islander struggled to his feet. He held his katana with trembling hands and stamred, "You Chinese... If you have any guts... fight for real! Don’t play these dirty tricks..."
Seeing the Islander get up again, Zhao Rong was montarily stunned. He then reached back into the trash can and pulled out a bottle filled with liquid. He held it up, gave it a shake, and said aloud, "Whoa, don’t tell this thing is filled with sulfuric acid."
At the words "sulfuric acid," the naked Islander stumbled and fell again. He was fragile and terrified, like a bird that had been shot at before.
Seeing that the Islander was scared witless by the unidentified liquid in his hand, Zhao Rong imdiately uncapped the bottle and started walking toward him.
Xuelian, standing behind him, asked in astonishnt, "Brother Zhao Rong, you aren’t really going to... use sulfuric acid to disfigure him, are you?"
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